Wretched Passion - Gouge

Limbs and bones crushed to dust

Gutted stomach breeds my lust

One body still moves in the field

The skin is an unuseful shield

Excitement increases

Heart beats faster

I grin and laugh

Then steal your heart

Pain becomes your ally

Your body stings when you die

Not done yet, the urge is too strong

Gouging towards an unholy black night

In the foggy field, no time to mourn

I make you ready, I keep you warm

Excitement increases

Heart beats faster

I grin and laugh

Then steal your heart

Pain becomes your ally

Your body stings, then you die